We make it to my room and Lana's hand comes to the back of my neck in an attempt to bring me closer to her as we kiss. I can feel all the sadness and worry over the fact that I believed she didn't feel for me the way I did for her slip away as our lips slant over each other. Her mouth is hungry and her kisses are hypnotizing as she walks us backwards, our lips still attached. She places one hand on my hip and lifts the other behind my head, guiding me. I trip over her feet and stumble a bit just as the back of her legs hit the bed, making us both fall onto it. I straddle her torso and begin to run my hands over her shirt.

"Off." I whisper into her ear. She sits up and I slide down onto her thighs to make it easier for her. Once her shirt is off, her brassiere follows soon after and I can't help but to bring my hands to them, kneading them roughly. She brings her hands to my hips and flips us over, sliding down my body and beginning to button my shorts. I lift myself up so that she can tug them down more easily and watch in amusement as she looks up at me.

"No underwear?" she asks. I smirk at her. She stands up off the bed then and takes off of her jeans in a hurry, joining me on the bed right after. She lands on top of me and I bring my arms around her before moving one hand to her bum and the other to her face, pushing her hair back. I bite her bottom lip and feel her bring her hand down between us. Her fingers enter me and I let out a gasp from the pleasure I instantly feel.

She moves her fingers slowly, too slowly, and I instinctively begin to rock back and fourth, desperately trying to create a faster pace.

"You're always so ready for me baby.. fuck." she groans and I continue to rock against her hand. My breathing and moaning accelerate and I am left thinking about how she has come to know my body so well. How she knows everything little thing to say and do, and how well my body responds for her. She begins pumping her fingers faster and rubbing small but rough circles over my clit, meeting my pace and bringing her mouth back onto my lips. Forcing me to kiss her back and I feel my body begin to shake.

"That's it baby, come for me." shes purrs when she removes her lips from my mouth. I feel my stomach tighten and her lips come in contact with my neck, sucking. Her tongue darts out of her mouth and licks from my neck to the top of my left breast before bringing her mouth over my nipple, sucking. Finally, not being able to take it anymore, I come. She slows the pace of her fingers little by little as I ride out my orgasm and I open my eyes. She removes her fingers from inside of me and brings them to her mouth, licking them clean.

I groan internally and place my hands on her hips, flipping her on her back and straddling her hips once again. I interlock her fingers with mine and look down at her as she looks up at me, feeling nothing but adoration and lust for her. Her hair is sprawled out every which way, her skin glowing. She looks like an angel.

"Come here." she says after a few moments of silence. I let go of her hands to lay my head on her chest and hug her close. She wraps her arms around me and I close my eyes, listening to the beat of her heart. We stay like this for quite some time. Lana petting my hair affectionately, occasionally planting a kiss at the top my head and I run my hand over her stomach, making small patterns.

"Should we get up?" I ask after a while.

"No." she says.

"Even if we have to use the loo?" I ask pleadingly. Her chest moves from her light laughter.

"No." she emphasizes. I lift my head up and look her in the eye.

"Well I'm doing it anyway." I sit up to move off the bed.

"You get off of this bed we are through." she states. I look back at her as I begin to walk towards the bathroom.

"It was a pleasure knowing you." I feel a pillow hit my back and turn to look at her. She starts giggling.

"I take that back it was NOT a pleasure."

"Oh bite me." she snaps.

"Don't temp me." I wink. She lets out a laugh and smiles. I go into the bathroom then and use the loo, washing my hands afterward. I look into the mirror and move my hair aside, already seeing the hickeys beginning to form on my neck. I let out an amused huff and walk back into the bedroom, but I enter it, there is no Lana. Almost instantly, I begin to worry.

"Lana?" I call out. No answer. I walk out of the bedroom and over to the top of the stairs, finally deciding to walk down them when there is no sight of her. Just as I reach the last step, the front door opens and in comes Lana, wearing her t-shirt and my shorts that I took off just a while ago.

"Where'd you go?" I ask, trying not to sound like I was worried. She innocently holds up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Left them in the car." she says calmly. "Didn't think I left, did you?" she says humorously but once she see's the look on my face, she turns more serious.

"Cara.. I wouldn't- the last time I did I went for a-"

"I know, I know. It's just.. still a little... traumatizing." I try to make it sound light and humorous but her mouth only forms a small pout.

"I'm still sorry." she apologizes. That's enough seriousness. I want the rest of the time we spend today to be the opposite of this, and I'm sure she will agree.

"Alright well let's order some pizza." I turn the energy around. "I'll even let you choose the toppings."

"Oh really." she remarks.

"Really."

"Will there be movies involved with this pizza eating?" she asks.

"Perhaps." I answer, smiling.

"Will there be no clothes?" I smile at this.

"Only if you pay."